I actually have a pretty insane story about probabilities which i guess could be considered miraculous.

I was staying at the MGM grand a few years back and as everyone knows they have elevators that take people up to their room. Well we check in and are doing our thing and maybe like the second day my dad, my bro and I are coming back from the pool.

So we get in the the area where the elevators are and like 3 of em open at the same time; there are like 8 in a tower. My bro and my dad and I hop in an elevator and with my senses keenly aware I watch a guy miss two elevators and barely squeeze into ours. A women was already behind us and another guy had walked right in after us.

So I push the button for our floor and ask if anyone needs any other buttons pushed. They all decline!! Im like yeah right everyone is on the same floor. Well we all get off on like floor 9 out of like 50 floors. EVERYBODY...

and then the craziest shit I have ever seen in my life proceeds to happen. There is basically a fork when you get out. You can go right or left. We all go left. I am really starting to trip out at the ridiculousness. And there is another fork and we all go the same direction AGAIN.

At this point I am just about to tears. And then the opus occurs... we are walking in a certain fashion. asian guy first, lady in floral print, big burly guy and me and my fam. our room is like 907. Remember all the rooms on one side are odd and the other even numbered?

Asian guy stops at 901
Lady in floral print at 903
Big burly Guy at 905
my fam at 907
this is like in succession. My bro and I just meet eyes and realize neither of us will ever win the lotto or have any luck ever again.

!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! We all managed to get on the same elevator and were in consecutive rooms on one side of the floor.

UNPOSSIBLE>

And I pissed off wife amirite fellas?!

I think that Nabokov save in OT borders on miracle.



P.S. Yes, Finagirl is a miracle for a schmoe like myself.